Sally remained in the tub for a while, rubbing the udder and trying to cope with the thought that it was a part of her body now.
Eventually, she heard a quick knock on her front door, followed by some footsteps.
"Hey, Sal?" her boyfriend, Colin, called. She usually left her door unlocked when she knew Colin would be arriving, and in the insanity concerning her udder, she had forgotten he was going to show up tonight.
"I'm in here," she yelled. "The bathroom. I'm, uh... trying out my costume."
"Cool, that's what I came here to talk to you about. I found some stuff you might want to use for--WOAH!" He had just walked into the bathroom and saw his girlfriend with her pants off, holding a large pink rubber udder and sitting in a shallow pool of milk.
"I kinda...need some help."
"What happened to you?!" he asked. She explained where she had gotten the udder and how it became attached to her body and filled with milk. He listened, wide-eyed, unable to tear his vision away from her new attachment.
"So...," he finally said. "This thing's permanent?"
"Maybe," she answered. "The instructions didn't say anything about this."
Colin retrieved the instructions from the other room, as well as the white gun she had used to fill the udder. He returned to Sally. "What have I told you about reading the fine print? It says at the bottom that the costume will remain attached to you for twenty-four hours, after which it will...disappear?"
"Well," Sally said. "Good thing the party is tomorrow. I could actually use this for the first couple of hours."
"About the costumes," Colin said, riding on the excitement of Sally's realistic costume. "I have a few things to show you..."